Jae Millie
Yea
Uh
Spend a check and get it right back
Right Back
Spend a check and get it right back
Right Back
Spend a check and get it right back
Right Back
Why these niggas
Actin' like they really doin this shit?
Finna to body these bitches
I'm really fluent with this
U don't want it with me bitch
Betta stop all the cappin
You shoulda tagged me hoe
Thought u was hood
What happened?
You said you got bars
Little bitch you have none
Who the f*ck hyped u?
Cuz I just do this shit for fun
I do it cuz I can
Cuz I really can rap
And since u talking mad shit
You can really get clapped
You the prince of the south
Well I'm takin ya crown
And if u really want it bitch
We can really get down
You and this fake rap god
Think y'all really can rap
I think you dirty pussy bitches
Really needed a pap
Bitch I'm good in any hood
Who u think u gone check?
I feel bad for u niggas
Bitch I really am a threat
Some of u gays wanna rap
But ain't spitting that shit
Where yo track record?
Where yo bars at lil bitch?
Spend a check
And get it right back
Right back
To these niggas bitch I'm mike jack
I'm mike jack
I really meant what I said hoe
Just like that
And if I ever see you in person
Just know it's like that pussy
These niggas don't want beef with me
Pop out
Like where dat little bitty bitch be
I gotta niggas that'll put this whole street to sleep
Keep that
Luh 22
I got a 223
Bitch!
Run it back
Run it back
Run it back again
None of u bitches want smoke
Oh yo capped again
U shoulda kept quiet
Now I gotta body you
I tried to let you slide
But bitch I'm getting tired of you
You know my Flow sick bitch
I go dumb on any beat
Don't give no f*ck about no gay shit
Man im really in these streets
None of my niggas they don't play games
They play for keeps
And if my nigga pull that yoppa
I hope you can take the heat bitch